Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and this day finally came to the opening of the Fancheng auction.

Dongfang Mo has seen many auctions so far, but he has never seen such a huge one like this time.

The Fancheng Auction is divided into thirty venues, each venue will be auctioned for one year, and it will never be interrupted during the period.

In addition to the auction at the auction venue, everyone can also participate on their own. In other words, everyone can take the stage and auction the things in their hands. Of course, in this case, you must pay a certain amount of spirit stones to the auction venue.

In addition, if the treasures in your hands are too expensive or shameless, you can also be handed over to the auction venue for auction, saving you some unnecessary trouble.

During the time when Dongfang Mo came to Fan City, the other two saints and the two elders had never appeared. Even the Saint Molan felt a little strange. I thought they would be interested in this auction every fifty years, but it seemed that they might have missed it.

On this day, the gate of the cave where Dongfang Mo and Saint Molan were finally opened, and the two walked out one after another.

If you can see it at this moment, you will find that the many caves on Qianpan Mountain have been opened, and many monks stepped out and headed towards the thirty auction venues in Fan City.

Coincidentally, Dongfang Mo turned slightly and saw a demon ape cultivator who had exchanged immortals and drunkenness with him in a cave that day. He also stepped out of the cave. The man stepped on his feet and turned into a black light and left directly through the air.

Dongfang Mo still remembered that this person had identified some kind of treasure in the Holy Treasure Building like him. Of course, he was extremely curious about this, guessing what the treasure in this person's hand was and whether it would be related to this auction.

After shaking his head, he and Saint Molan moved in shape and turned into two streams of light toward the center of Fan City.

After stepping out of Qianpan Mountain, the two felt an obvious prohibition on air ban, so they had to lower their bodies and walk. The city of Fan City is extremely vast, but some places are not empty, such as Qianpan Mountain where the two were. This was not the case after leaving Qianpan Mountain.

This time, the two seemed to have agreed to go to the same auction venue. However, this was the reason why Dongfang Mo was shameless and asked to go with Saint Molan before. This was the first time he participated in the Fancheng auction. If he was with this woman, it would not only increase his experience, but perhaps less trouble.

It is also worth mentioning that although he has only been two months since he obtained the breath-retention technique, his body is extremely strong, and this technique is not a powerful technique, so now he can successfully conceal his cultivation and breath fluctuations. I believe that even a cultivator in the Dao Realm will find it difficult to see through his reality.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the No. 19 auction venue northwest of Fancheng, which was also the closest to Qianpan Mountain.

The thirty auction venues in Fan City are all built underground, just like underground palaces.

This benefit is actually self-evident. The most important one is to prevent some people with bad intentions from coming to make trouble, so as to maintain order in the auction venue.

There are four imports and exports in the venue, southeast, west and northeast. Perhaps the reason for the first day, there are endless crowds before each import and export.

Interestingly, more than half of these people deliberately concealed their appearance and cultivation aura.

Dongfang Mo did not find it strange. I am afraid that these people have the same idea as him, that is, they do not want to attract others' attention.

Moreover, where Dongfang Mo's eyes reached, in addition to the Yinluo clan monks, he also saw people from other thirteen affiliated tribes of the Yinluo clan such as the Fire Royal Family, the Blood Bat Family, the Feather Family, and the Three-Eyed Family. These people were dressed in different clothes and had uneven cultivation levels. He saw the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and those with high cultivation levels could clearly feel the fluctuations in the other party's cultivation level.

Of course, he was sure that there must be monks in the Return Realm in secret, but these people might not participate in the open auction, and maybe there would be some private transactions in secret. Similar to this unspoken rule, he had already seen it in that low law star field back then.

After one person paid a top-quality spirit stone and stepped into the venue, Dongfang Mo looked around and found that the underground palace where he was located was extremely vast, about a thousand feet in a radius. And from the outside to the inside, layer by layer, it looked like a round pit. At the bottom of the round pit, there was a round stone platform, which was the auction table.

At this time, many monks had already sat down. Because of the unique structure of the auction venue, there was no need to worry that someone would block their gaze.

However, the auction venue is a bit dark. In addition to being able to see the auction table in the middle, no matter whether it is several feet or hundreds of feet away, even the human face cannot see clearly. And after the spiritual sense is protruded, it can only cover the range of about feet centered on itself.

Needless to say, this is also the reason why some formation was arranged in this auction venue.

"This auction venue is actually a huge formation. Once it is opened, except for the four exits guarded by heavy troops, even a mosquito cannot enter or exit."

At this moment, Saint Molan said in a low voice. In order not to attract attention, the two had already discussed that they could not use the Holy Son and Saint to call each other on this trip, and they could not use the language of the three tribes of the Hema Wood.

Hearing her words, Dongfang Mo nodded.

Seeing this, Saint Molan said again: "Look at the side of the high platform below the formation, there is a circular teleportation array, which leads to a secret room below the auction venue. If you have anything you want to auction and don't want to take action in person, you can step onto the formation and go to that secret room, hand over the items in your hands to the people in the auction venue, and they will auction them on their behalf. And you can decide which venue to auction this item and the time to auction this item."

"So that's it." Dongfang Mo thought to himself that the auction was really thoughtful.

Next he asked the woman a few small questions. Perhaps because he exchanged bone spirit butterfly eggs with Saint Molan, the woman's attitude towards him was a little more enthusiastic than he thought, and did not turn him off.

Just as the two were talking, the dim auction venue was already crowded, and many people could still hear the whispers of conversation.

And just a quarter of an hour later, the auction, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became quiet and became a sniff.

Dongfang Mo and Saint Molan looked up in response and found that there was a young man wearing a white robe and a scholar-like appearance on the auction table below.

This person has a handsome face and a smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

It was his appearance that calmed everyone here.

At this time, the young man looked around the entire auction venue, and then heard the man say: "I am Zhaofeng, a Fancheng City, and serve as the auctioneer at the No. 19 auction venue. I hope you will take care of you in the next year."

Because Dongfang Mo could not explore his spiritual sense, he could not know what kind of cultivation this young man named Zhaofeng had. However, he could serve as the auctioneer at this auction, so he thought that his cultivation was definitely not low.

"This person is a commander of Fan City, and his cultivation is said to be in the late stage of the Dao Realm."

Just as his thoughts were turning, Saint Molan heard Saint Molan speak to him in a low voice.

Dongfang Mo was slightly shocked when he heard this, and finally he nodded. As he imagined, this person was a cultivator of the Dao Realm, and he was in the late stage of the Dao Realm.

After Zhaofeng's voice fell on the stage, the man raised his hand and patted it, making two crisp "slap" sounds.

Then, everyone saw a 15 or 16-year-old Yinluo girl from the side of the auction table holding a tray covered with red cloth in her hand. She stepped on several steps slowly and came to Zhaofeng's side.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was quite surprised. He originally thought that before the filming started, these auction officials would discuss it in a long time, but he didn't expect that Zhao Feng was a straightforward and refreshing person.

But he was happy, after all, no one wanted to waste too much time here and listen to some dispensable nonsense.

"Hula!"

Just as he thought of this, Zhaofeng waved his hand and the red cloth on the tray in the hand of the Yinluo girl beside him was grabbed by the man from the air, revealing something on the tray.

After a closer look, it was a black round bead the size of a longan, like a crystal stone.

This object looks nothing strange, but below this object is a piece of purple 1000-year-old black ice. At this time, wisps of blue smoke emerged from the 100-year-old black ice.

In just one moment, everyone could judge that the black round bead must emit a terrifying high temperature, otherwise it would not be able to evaporate the ten thousand-year-old black ice.

"A pill of the inner alchemy of the fire demon in the Dao Realm." Zhaofeng said.

“Wow…”

As soon as this person finished speaking, the entire auction venue suddenly became in an uproar.

Everyone never expected that the first auction item would be the Fire Demon inner alchemy. If you could see it at this moment, you would find that these people's faces showed excitement, and many people licked their lips excitedly. It seemed that this Fire Demon inner alchemy was a thing that had great value to them.

As for Dongfang Mo at this time, he seemed to be fine on the surface, but his heart was already full of shock.

Because he had an inner pill in his hand that was also a fire demon in the Dao Realm.

This one was obtained after killing the fire demon in the secret realm of Fire River. It has been solemnly collected by him in the storage bag over the years.

And the color and breath of this one in his hand are obviously better than the one on the auction table.

Then Dongfang Mo smiled as if he was smiling, wanting to see what price the Fire Demon inner alchemy, which caused an uproar among the people, would be auctioned off.
Chapter completed!